I am Phelsador, the alley cat. I sit upon this nice, warm, and thick outstretched tree branch as the people below bellow about goblins and ghouls. They truly are a vicious bunch, though, I must say. I’ve noticed them breaking so that can hunt their next snack. I don’t know about all of this belief is terror creatures, but I suppose it could be true.

The main actor is famous, I guess. Michael something or another. In the moonlight, he transforms into a ware wolf. Hhhmmmm, maybe there’s a pumpkin carriage awaiting for his Miss?! The beginning scene with all the screaming, really my least favorite part. It catches me of gaurd, occasionally, and I’ll hiss like a possessed demon… Then fall out of the tree.

It’s just about that time when the actors are earily creeping up from the grave, OH LAWD is it stinky!!! One by one, some accidently slipping back into the deep hole. The costumes are well articulated for the Halloween theme. I don’t stick around long enough for human interaction though. My luck, I would run into a human that really has lost his sanity.

Nine lives, and I’m not ready to use them all on this Michael fella… So I perch myself on this branch and observe the eccentricity humans display on Halloween.